Chapter 93: Moby

Piper goes into an all-out fundraising mode. We've been fortunate, our out of pocket maximum was ten thousand dollars, and the insurance company picked up the remaining seven hundred thousand dollars in medical expenses from the hospitals and different treatment centers. Between the money we got from the gym, our 401K, and the sale of the condo, we were able to pay our portion as the bills came in but it wiped us out.

Piper never once asked either of our parents for help. Had I not gotten into this program I have no idea how we would've paid for on-going physical therapy. I never thought she'd be the type to ask for a handout, especially financial but she's on a crusade to come up with four thousand dollars in a week's time to pay for the Aid. Having this contraption is the difference between night and day. I can walk unassisted. If I wear pants, no one can tell I have it on; my limp is almost undetectable. She sees what it does for my confidence, and she's determined to secure it fo